Chapter 30

Brock left the bathroom and bumped into Blake.

“You asshole.” He whisper yelled. What did you say to her?”

“I asked her if she slept with you.” He stated.

“Douchebag.” Brock said. “No we haven’t slept together. You could have just asked me. And if we ever do it’s none of your business, you made that perfectly plain, when we spoke about it, the next day.”

Just as Blake was about to say something, Elaine interrupted the whispering boys.

“What are you two up to? Where’s Melissa? I’m preparing lunch for us all. Then afterwards I thought we could play some games. Oh Blake will you go and help your father. And remind him of Melissa’s name. He keeps referring to her as Melinda. Honestly that man.”

Blake nodded and walked off to find his father.

“Brock” Elaine said pulling her son into the living room.

“I’m kind of hoping that you and Melissa will get together. That’s one reason I invited her.” Elaine said to her elder son.

“Mom. Seriously? Did you set this up?” Brock said

“I know how long it’s been since you had a girlfriend. I think you’d make a lovely couple.” Elaine hugged her son as Melissa walked back into the room.

“Lunch is at 12:30 sharp.” Elaine winked and walked off.

“What was that about?” Melissa asked

Sighing Brock ran his hands through his hair “I don’t know. Anyway fancy a drink?” He asked.

“Yeah okay I’ll have..” Melissa said

“Bourbon, no ice right?” Brock interjected.

“Yeah but with lunch I will have a glass of red wine.” Melissa laughed.

They spent the next 30 minutes, laughing and joking when Blake appeared and said “Mom said Lunch is ready. Move your asses and get something to eat.” Brock walked past him, and as Melissa went past him he whispered loud enough for only her ears.

“I’d like to eat you.” He grinned at Melissa who stared at his back as he left, because she’d heard what he had said. Following into the dining room after Blake. Elaine said “Ah Melissa, you’re here, inbetween Brock and Blake.” Melissa smiled and started to feel uncomfortable.

It wasn’t Elaine’s fault. She had decorated the dining room, with Christmas decorations, photos of the family adorned the wall, tinsel and fairy lights were everywhere. Even the big mahogany table was Christmassy.

No Melissa felt uncomfortable because she was thrown into confusion, she was developing feelings for Brock and her feelings for Blake were confusing. He was hot and cold. One minute he was moody the next he was flirty.

She didn’t understand. Melissa was brought out of her reverie by Tony asking her “What do you do for a living, Melinda?”

“It’s Melissa, Tony and I told you she’s the CEO of Hartford industries where I work.” Elaine corrected him.

“Ah so you’re CEO then? What’s that like?” He asked

“Busy. Stressful no two days are the same.” Melissa replied honestly.

Elaine had disappeared, Melissa angry at Blake excused herself from the table entering the kitchen on the premise of helping.

“Elaine is there anything I can help you with?” Melissa asked

“Oh gosh dear no. You’re our guest.” She said.

“Please allow me to help.” Melissa said.

“Okay can you take the vegetables through please?” Elaine asked.

Grabbing one tray with four bowls of peas, carrots, cauliflower and cabbage on, Melissa made her way through to the dining room.

As she laid the tray on the table, she began taking the metal dishes off the tray.

“Ooooh carrots, seaweed, boogers and white trees.” Tony announced “my favourite.”

Melissa laughed at Tony’s description, she decided she liked him, he was funny and had funny descriptions for things. Melissa did wonder how he went on in the world.

Elaine came in and brought in her special meal she had cooked “Ok. This is everything.” I’ve cooked this in honour of our British guest. It’s called a shepherds pie.” Elaine announced proudly.

Melissa took a seat smiling a frozen smile, and Brock offered her some wine,unknowingly to him Blake had one hand on Melissa’s thigh.

She had a smile frozen in place, her heart was in her mouth, she was both angry and confused, as she served up some of Elaine’s delicious meal, onto her plate. Brock offered the wine, and looks suspicious. Knocking his napkin onto the floor the bent over to pick it up, he noticed Blake’s hand on her thigh.

Brock quickly picked it up but as he did so he pinched Blake’s hand, causing him to yelp. Earning him a smug smile from Brock. And a “Really boys?” From their mum, as if this is all old hat to them.

“So Andrea, is there a boy or girl you like at school?” Melissa asked relived and saddened that Blake’s hand had been removed and quickly put it back in place.

Brock flicked mashed potatoes at his brother. Who had to remove himself from the table to clean himself up.

Brock’s hand gently squeezed Melissa’s leg to show support. Before removing his hand. She couldn’t concentrate on what Andrea was saying. Before Blake came back, Brock had asked Melissa to pass him the salt, and he poured it into Blake’s red wine. Blake came back, as he walked by Melissa to his seat and he sat down.

Tony asked Melissa “So Melinda, do YOU have a boyfriend?”

Melissa nearly choked on the wine she was drinking. Blake let out a snort of laughter, as Brock’s hand sat slightly further up her thigh giving it a little of squeeze just to acknowledge he was on he side.

“No. I don’t. There was someone who I thought I could be with. But he just used me and ghosted me.”

“The bastard.” Tony said, “how could any guy do something like that to someone as lovely as you. I will have a knife fight with him.” He said picking up his knife and pretending to have a fight with an invisible figure.

“You’re sweet, Tony. Thank you.” Melissa side eyes Blake who looks a little uncomfortable.

‘Good. He should look uncomfortable.’ Melissa though as Blake took a big gulp of wine only to spit it out.

Brock smiled and said “Something wrong brother?”

Blake smiled a sinister smile “No brother nothing wrong.” And he replaced the hand on Melissa’s other thigh but his fingers crept round to the inside of her thighs. Staying away from her pussy, he was gently stroking. Grabbing her fork off the table, Melissa covertly stabbed Blake in the hand with the handle of the fork.

Not leaving a mark, but enough he winced in pain gaining a look from everyone at the table.